“Jackson!” someone shouted, the ruckus at the front door becoming louder as we wiped away the remnants of our sleep.
I glanced at the clock and saw that it was six thirty. “Shit,” I shouted, tapping Jackson on the chest repeatedly. “You’re late for training.”
“What?” He was slower to wake than me, but as soon as reality set in, he shot up in bed, almost knocking me over in the process. “Sorry, are you okay?”
“I’m fine. But you better get the door before whoever is out there breaks it down.”
As Jackson reached over the edge of the bed to retrieve a pair of sweatpants, he took the covers with him, exposing my naked body. Normally, I wouldn’t care, as it was just the two of us, except when I turned to look toward the bedroom door, I heardsomeone approaching. Before I could cover up, Trevor appeared in the doorway, looking as shocked as I did.
I flailed my arm to the side, trying to get Jackson’s attention but his back was to me. I finally snatched the blanket the same time he turned around, his eyes colliding with Trevor’s before they shifted to me.
“What the fuck?” Jackson shouted as he sprinted around to my side of the bed, blocking me from his trainer’s view. “What are you doing in here?”
“You’re late for training. You weren’t answering your door or your phone, so I let myself in. I was worried.” He barely took a breath before he said, “What is she doing in your bed?”
“That’s none of your business,” he replied as he clenched his fists.
“Yes, it is. Everything you’re doing is my business. You lied to me. You said there wasn’t anything going on between you two.”
“There wasn’t when you asked.” Jackson’s breathing increased, and if he didn’t calm down and soon, I feared something bad might happen.
Trevor stepped to the side, pointing his finger directly at me. “You lied to me too.”
“Leave her out of this,” Jackson barked.
They spoke about me as if I wasn’t inches away from them. But instead of speaking up for myself, I kept my mouth shut. I wasn’t about to get in the middle of their argument even though I was the cause of it.
“Why? You didn’t.”
“You need to go, Trevor. Now. I’ll be down in a few minutes.” Surprisingly, Jackson’s tone had calmed, which I was thankful for, since this situation was stressful enough without things escalating.
“We’re not done talking about this,” Trevor said right before he left.
“Are you okay?” Jackson asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. I nodded right before a rush of embarrassment washed over me. “What’s wrong?”
“I didn’t know he was there. You moved to get your pants and… I couldn’t….” I took a breath before blurting, “Trevor saw me naked.” I released the cover and slapped my hands over my face.
“No, he didn’t,” he uttered, as if he didn’t want to believe it.
I parted my fingers so I could see him, all while still covering my face. “Yes, he did. Oh my God. I’m mortified.”
“I’m gonna kill him.”
“Why? It’s not his fault.”
“It’s exactly his fault,” he argued, pulling my hands from my face. “If he hadn’t barged in here, he wouldn’t have seen anything.”
“I know. I get that. But we were the ones who were late. He was just worried about you.”
“Why are you making excuses for him?” Jackson’s cheeks heated as he stared at me.
“I’m not making excuses for him. I just don’t want this situation to escalate. It’s not worth it. You have to focus on your training. Your fight is coming up soon, and you can’t afford to be arguing with your trainer, your friend.”
He ran his hand over the top of his head. “You’re right. But it’s gonna be hard to ignore the fact that he saw you naked.”
“I know. I probably won’t be able to look at him for weeks.”
“Good,” he said, grinning when I playfully slapped his leg.
